The angry waves lightly nodded and said: "Lingyu, it's hard for you. These ten people are the top ten of the big competition in the wasteland. These seven people will be handed over to you."

"Yes Ling Yu nodded his head, and then glanced at the crowd. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen, Mu Qingxuan and Wang Kun will come with me. I will arrange a good place for you."

Said the angry wave, in a very gentle voice.

"Well." The three nodded and followed Nu Tao. Ling Yu was surprised to see Nu Tao. In the past, they were the disciples of other domains who arranged accommodation. He didn't expect Nu Tao would arrange it himself. Moreover, he found that Nu Tao's attitude towards these three people was a little too good.

Then Ling Yu couldn't help but look at the three people, and his eyes were slightly coagulated: "martial Saint triple?"? I'm afraid this boy has a strong talent if he can practice martial arts in places like wasteland

Then he looked at Mu Qingxuan again, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Then he found that he could not see through Mu Qingxuan's strength, which shocked him.

"Is this woman's cultivation higher than me?" Ling Yu couldn't help thinking about it, but then he quickly rejected the idea. He was a martial saint. How could the wasteland be stronger than him.

Finally, he looked at Xiao Chen again, and found that Xiao Chen was just a martial god. He was even more puzzled because he found that Nu Tao was more friendly to Xiao Chen than others.

"Oh, isn't this brother Nu Tao? I came back from that garbage wasteland. How many days have I brought back this time? "

Just when Xiao Chen and they just walked out of the courtyard, a voice was loud, but full of sarcasm.

The face of the angry waves suddenly became gloomy.

Xiao Chen and others behind him also looked up, but they saw a tall old man coming out of the yard next to him, with about 20 young people behind him.

The old man, dressed in a purple robe, had a strong breath.

And the 20 or so young people behind him are very proud, looking at Xiao Chen and others with disdainful eyes.

After seeing the old man, his face was gloomy and could drip water.

"Zhao Zheng!" The angry waves said coldly.

"You're good. There's a martial Saint triple, eh? There is also a piece of rubbish of Wu Shen duo. Ha ha, this wasteland is becoming more and more rubbish! " Zhao is looking at the people behind Nu Tao, and makes no secret sarcasm.

"You want to die!" Xiao Chen looks at Zhao Zheng coldly.

"You don't want to live!" Wang Kun also looked at Zhao Zheng coldly.

"You're tired of living!" Mu Qingxuan also looks at Zhao Zheng indifferently.

When Zhao Zheng's voice dropped, three voices sounded at the same time. Xiao Chen, Mu Qingxuan and Wang Kun all looked at Zhao Zheng coldly, with no intention of killing him.

Three cold voices fell, the field was silent, behind Ling Yu and other people are staring at the three people, head a little unable to respond.

Are these three people threatening Zhao Zheng? Zhao Zheng is the host of one area, and the weakest are the eight strong martial saints.

Zhao Zheng's sarcastic smile is directly stiff on his face. After reaction, he looks at the three people behind Nu Tao.

And a group of young people behind him are also bleak looking at the three people.

"You three are so brave that you dare to speak to the elder like this. Please kneel down and apologize to the elder. Otherwise, you will not get out of here." Zhao Zheng walked out of a young man in white, disdained to sweep the three people behind Nu Tao, and said in a cold voice.

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